There is a kind of surprise, which is among the green mountains and green waters (Qiongtai Fairy Valley Tour)

『Many times, there is no need for a reason to come to a place. After arriving, everyone is willing to believe that it is fate. In this way, you can easily travel through the spring and autumn of history and see scenery that will last a lifetime. 』 ?

I think that the encounter with Qiongtai Fairy Valley is this kind of fate. The moment we met, it made me want to be there, peaceful, with mountains and rivers as my home.

I have been planning to go to the rooftop for a long time, but due to lack of free time, the plan has been put on hold again and again, but there is always an obsession in my heart that I must go. It was raining that day, and I hurried from Yiwu to the rooftop. I just wanted to take a quick look at the scenery of Qiongtai Fairy Valley. I never thought that Qiongtai Fairy Valley would also be stunningly beautiful when we met in the rain. .

Qiongtai Fairy Valley has two intersections, up and down. I was worried that I would not be able to climb the mountain due to lack of physical strength, so I took a tourist bus to the entrance of the top of the mountain and walked from top to bottom. Because it was raining, the upper entrance seemed deserted and there was not a single tourist in sight. Only the red lanterns hanging on the trees added a bit of joy to the gray weather.

After passing the ticket gate, we walked forward. Soon, we saw the four characters "Qiongque Yaotai" on a big stone. There were not too many decorations here. A few bamboo poles were standing in the drizzle. Accompanied by it, it looks very elegant. Going deeper, the rhyme of the deep mountains becomes fainter, and you can hear the chirping of birds in the thick green. The green pines along the way are densely packed, vertical and horizontal, vigorous and majestic, and extraordinary quiet. When we arrived at the Yellow Emperor's altar, a majestic spirit arose spontaneously in our hearts. Thousands of meters of cliffs, with a panoramic view; the sky, earth, clouds and sea seem to be within reach, but they change rapidly and are ethereal.

Following the steep stone steps and climbing down step by step, I saw many notes left by literati and poets, and also found many traces of fairy shoes.

"Immortals have no boundaries, they are only divided in the heart. Asking for thousands of wishes, sincerity leads to hundreds of paths." Standing in the strange peaks and deep valleys, stepping on the mountain breeze, watching the smoke and clouds halfway up the opposite mountainside, listening to The sound of gurgling water coming from the Baizhang Cliff Waterfall throughout the entire valley, I and my friends carefully read the poems left by an unknown ancient sage. Although I cannot understand its mystery deeply, I can still find some truth based on the word "sincerity".

The valley is guarded by divine turtles. There is a hollow place on the cliff in this valley, which is like a cave house on a stone wall. There are stone tables and chairs in the cave. Perhaps they have experienced years of wind and rain, exposing the texture of the stone. There is an inscription on the rock wall, there are water drops dripping down on the top of the rock, a waterfall flows next to the cave, and it is surrounded by green branches and green trees. Seeing this scene, the artistic conception of "drinking from the spring and drinking from the stone" came into my mind.

I think that thousands of years ago, there must have been practitioners here who escaped from the world and practiced pure cultivation. They spend their days meditating, collecting medicines and keeping in good health. They don't care about the worldly affairs. They only accompany the stone turtles in the valley, meditate on the plants and trees, and are happy and happy. Or the hermit who does not admire glory and splendor retreats here to cut firewood on the cloud cliffs, drink tea and play chess, with the clouds in the stream as his companions and the birds as his friends. As the years pass by, ordinary things become true.

Ask me what is the right time for me now? Visiting the stone bridge on the rooftop. Between the two peaks facing each other, there is a small stone arch bridge called "Wangxian Bridge". It is different from the fireworks smell of stone bridges in the countryside, and it is different from the gentle charm of covered bridges in ancient towns. Wangxian Bridge is made up of well-proportioned stones, which has a green and simple meaning, and it also looks extraordinarily ethereal.

The sparkling blue waves under the bridge and the green vines on the bridge are so elegant and fresh that people can’t help but want to get close to them. Walking gently across the bridge, I remembered the words that Venerable Ananda said to the Buddha that moved all the women in the world.

"I would like to turn into a stone bridge and be exposed to the wind for five hundred years, the sun for five hundred years, and the rain for five hundred years, just asking her to walk across the bridge. "What kind of love is this?" It's love at first sight, and love for the rest of the world, and one who is willing to endure thousands of calamities just to have that moment of meeting the person he likes.

I don’t know what kind of legend Wangxian Bridge has, nor what kind of history it has, but I firmly believe that it must have some unknown stories. Perhaps, it is hidden in this sacred place of Buddhism and Taoism, just waiting to meet the destined person and tell them about the thousands of years of relics.

The water of Baxian Lake is like a gentle and beautiful lady, and people can't help but say "the world is full of joy, and I would like to be with the clear waves of this lake". She is translucent and green, like a piece of fine jade. When you first see her, you are so amazed that you don't know what words to use to describe her beauty. I think that only the bandit gentleman who harmonizes with the pure and elegant music can live up to the clear blue water.

Facing such beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but feel a little charming in my heart. I want to have a romantic encounter with a handsome young man in white in this place with magnificent mountains and rivers.

Make a pot of tea

Fold a white plum blossom

Watch the raindrops fall one after another

Fight to break the gauze of a lake

Make a pot of tea

Fold a branch of white plum blossoms

Dream about the beauty of a string

A little cinnabar in your heart

The seven strings of Lingling have traveled through thousands of years of elegance

I don’t know where they are scattered at the end of the world

The breeze blows through the eaves

The myrtle tree is full of wind and sand

Let the world be prosperous

How can I compete with your mountains and rivers as your home

The Buddha said: "The green bamboos are all Dharmakaya, and the gloomy yellow flowers are nothing but prajna."

The heaven and earth are beautiful, all things are spiritual, and the mountains, rivers, grass and trees have spiritual roots of wisdom. In this holy land of Buddhism and Taoism, experiencing the strange mountains and rivers is a spiritual cleansing and a worthwhile trip.